A Poem of Love and Friendship
In the heart of rolling hills, beneath the vast, blue sky,
Two souls embarked on life’s journey, side by side, they’d fly.
Raised in the rustic charm of a quaint, rural embrace,
Their laughter echoed in the fields, a heartwarming base.
Two children, pure and free, with dreams as wide as day,
In open fields and whispering woods, together they would play.
Best friends in sunlit meadows, worst enemies by night,
Yet by dawn’s gentle light, they’d find everything all right.
Through seasons’ swift transitions, their bond was forged in steel,
In the simplicity of country life, their friendship they’d reveal.
Sharing secrets, hopes, and fears, beneath the old oak tree,
In its shade, they’d ponder life, just where they loved to be.
But as the wheel of time spun on, life’s paths diverged apart,
Each chasing different dreams, yet connected at the heart.
Though miles came between them, their bond remained so strong,
In every whisper of the wind, their friendship tagged along.
Years rolled into decades, life’s burdens took their toll,
Yet their shared past and memories played an everlasting role.
Then one day, a letter came, with news that struck like thorns,
One friend was gravely ill, his heart, it mourns and mourns.
The news pierced like winter’s frost through the other’s soul,
Regret for lost time surged, taking an unbearable toll.
Rushing back to that old town, to the fields of their youth,
To stand once more beside his friend, with love and heartfelt truth.
In the quiet of a hospital room, hands found each other tight,
Eyes spoke of gratitude, of friendship’s enduring light.
Words were scarce, but unnecessary, for in their silent gaze,
Lay years of shared experiences, the golden childhood days.
They reminisced about the past, of petty fights and games,
Of dreams they had as children, before life changed their aims.
In those final moments, their past conflicts seemed so small,
For now, just being together was the greatest gift of all.
As the sun set on one life, the other held him close,
Whispering tearful goodbyes, love was what mattered most.
And when the final breath was drawn, and tears like rivers flowed,
The living friend knew in his heart, their bond would forever glow.
Though one had departed, their friendship would never fade,
For in the heart of the survivor, those childhood memories stayed.
In every whisper of the wind, in every rustling leaf,
He’d feel his friend’s presence, in joy, in love, in grief.
Their story tells of friendship’s force, beyond life’s fleeting span,
A bond that weathers every storm, since their shared tale began.
For in the essence of their souls, they were more than friends, they were kin,
A testament to love’s enduring power, held deeply within.
Dr. Mazlan Abbas 